The surprise lasted only a moment, washed away by the warm realisation of just how much she loved him. The smile she gave him was brilliant, and fond. Slipping off her shoes, she crossed the distance between them, until her legs were touching his. She carded gentle fingers through his hair, before leaning down and kissing him. There was no need to say anything; he would easily sense what she felt (and had always felt, to some degree) for him.

“I would like that very much.”